*Hey guys, I'm back with the new episode. This episode is even more impactful than the last episode. Just to give you a heads up. The next part will be published today while the next episode will come out next week. This is published on March 1, 2020. If you enjoy this episode, please comment and/or vote. It will be much appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read this and have a blessed day! The intro song is called One Foot by Walk the Moon. Enjoy!*

*Edit: I decided that this is actually going to be the last part of Episode Eleven. Sorry for the misunderstanding.*

Sam sauntered throughout the boat with a frown, trying to find a place to eat. His stomach growled a bit from running through the forest for what seemed like days. He knew he made the right decision...well, not entirely. He thought if he turned himself in...Guy, as well as everyone else, would be out of harm's way. Maybe...he's not too sure at this point. He sighed deeply while entering the dining area. He saw that the place was vacant. When the door swung opened and a glimpse of the familiar big blue-furred man and a goat entered the dining room was spotted, Sam immediately went into hiding while hearing their conversation by pure coincidence.

"So, let me get this straight...you want us to see the 'Seer' in Meepville because he can help us figure out how we can use these powers defeat Jeckles?" McWinkle obtained the information that Goat gave him while walking into the dining room. Louis and Gluntz followed them closely behind, eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Powers?" Sam whispered to himself, not fully aware of what's going on.

"Yeah. You're getting the memo," Goat answered plainly with a nod in confirmation.

McWinkle groaned a bit while rubbing his forehead with his thumb and index finger. "Don't tell me this guy is a fortune teller--."

"He ain't. Despite the rumors saying that he is...I know him personally and he's nowhere near a fortune teller. Sure, he has potions or drugs but there's no magic involved," Goat reassured McWinkle while stopping in the center of the room.

"I don't like fortune tellers---there's something fishy about them that doesn't seem to fit," McWinkle responded with a sigh.

"Think of it this way, amigo. This could be our advantage to defeat Jeckles. He probably doesn't know that Guy has powers."

"We're going to keep it that way. If he knew Guy has powers, he'll find something that will either take away his powers or use it to his own advantage."

"Guy has powers?" Sam muttered the words to himself with complete shock.

Goat chuckled a bit humorlessly. "Why do you think we're going to see the Seer?"

McWinkle twisted his mouth and got lost in his own thoughts.

"Shouldn't there be more people on the boat?" Gluntz asked the group, causing Goat and McWinkle to jump to notice both her and Louis.

Goat sighed irritably. "You scared the heebes jibes out of us, guys."

"Sorry," Louis apologized while licking his green eggs and ham popsicle that he founded in the vending machine earlier.

"Did you listen to the entire conversation?" McWinkle questioned them.

"The whole entire thing...it could actually be beneficial," Louis stated his input.

Sam had the wheels turning in his head as he listened further into the conversation.

"Wait a minute, you're the one who invented the chemical. Shouldn't you know what it can do?" Gluntz asked Louis bluntly.

"Sadly no. I created it to have powers within it but I never quite know what powers specifically are in the chemical. We don't even know how long it will last. Whether it's going to last today or last forever," Louis explained his answer.

"I highly doubt that the powers inside of him are temporary," Goat input his opinion. "If his body can easily mend itself back up and deflect bullets...I highly doubt that it's going to be in the short term. Guy can be immortal for all we know."

"Guy--can be immortal? Whoa," Sam awed to himself while muttering things to himself.

Sam began to wonder why he even ran away. Yes, it was for a good cause but he didn't know that Guy could deflect bullets or even had his own body mend itself back up. He thought that if he faced Jeckles, then he would leave everyone alone. But, if that's the case, why would everyone still be running around? Are the assassins just chasing them out of the house in Stovepipe Junction? Are Guy's parents going to be okay? There are a million questions in his head he would like to ask them. But it would seem weird if he just appeared out of nowhere and greet them.

Sam suddenly shivered in his spine, feeling like someone was watching him from the side. When he turned his head, his feeling was correct. He saw Goat standing there with complete blank confused stare at him. There's an awkward pause between while Goat was taking in the fact that he saw Sam standing right in front of him. Sam smiled nervously and waved a bit, finding pointless to run from Goat.

"What's going on over there, Goat?!" McWinkle shouted a bit.

Goat sighed deeply and stepped aside. "He's here."

"Who?!" Louis questioned loudly.

Sam nervously walked out of his hiding place with his head lowered to the ground. He didn't want to look up at the shocked faces of Louis, Gluntz, and McWinkle.

"SAM!" He heard all three of them exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, Gluntz ran up to Sam and hugged him tightly, surprising him a bit. Sam embraced her back, confused. When he shifted his gaze at both McWinkle and Louis, Louis had a relief smile shown on his face while McWinkle's face was shown with a wave of confusion and bewilderment.

Gluntz dispersed from Sam while checking him for any scratches like a mother would check her children. "How did you get on the boat? What happened to you? How did you find us?"

Sam frowned. "I was going to Meepville... there are things I had to do there--"

"Like taking a secret underground way to Floriana," McWinkle interrupted Sam's sentence.

Sam widened his eyes. "How did you--?"

"We'll give you an update, amigo," Goat jumped in to explain.

McWinkle shook his head immediately. "We need to gather everyone up. They need to listen to the plan."

~.~

Guy slowly lifted his eyelids to watch the boat sailing through the canyon. It's dark but he could tell that it's almost dawn. He looked over to Michellee, who's sleeping soundly on his shoulder. He smiled at her and glanced ahead of him to see the upcoming end of the canyon. He held her tightly, knowing what's going to happen next. Glass panels were lifted up all around the deck, turning the ferry boat into a submarine. The boat dipped itself into the water, taking them through the deep underwater caverns with all the beautiful fishes swimming around the boat.

Guy watched the dark blue waters surrounding them with a small satisfied smile on his face. Just looking out into the cavern brought a memory that he would cherish forever.

Flashback:

Guy and Sam stowed themselves away in a ferry boat, running from McWinkle and Gluntz, who weren't really the bad guys back then. As if it's a coincidence, Michellee and E.B. were there on the same boat as them. Guy knew he had screwed up his relationship with her at the cabin. He knew it deep within him. When he strolled out towards the deck where she's sitting on the bench, he knew he had to make amends to her. He noticed Michellee clutching the life jacket that she accidentally picked up as if it's a person she's hugging. Guy sighed and sat by her with remorse in his eyes. When he's about to say something, Michellee scooched away from him towards the edge of the bench.

Guy sighed deeply again and gazed down on the ground. "I-I don't blame you for thinking that it's easier to be alone. I used to think like that too."

That grabbed Michellee's attention a bit but she didn't look at him or respond.

"It seemed like the only way to not get hurt or hurt others was to be on my own."

There's a long pause as Michellee clutched the life-jacket tighter, her lips quivering.

Guy sighed a bit and looked up at her. "Until I met you."

Michellee blinked her eyes for a moment and turned her head around to look into Guy's remorseful eyes.

Guy smiled a bit at her. "I feel safer when we're together. All I want to do is to be able to give the same feeling to you."

Michellee gazed deeper into his eyes until he looked away.

"I know I haven't...I mean I escaped from prison. I impersonated a carnie for money. I almost got your daughter killed by a goat--"

"Don't...list more things," Michellee interrupted Guy, freaked out a bit.

There's an awkward pause. Guy sighed deeply to evade the subject."I'm just asking you to give me one more chance...to try."

The silence emerged between them as Michellee stared at Guy. At this point, he wasn't sure if she's going to give him the second chance. Maybe he didn't deserve it. He heard her scooched closer to him. For a moment, he had his brow raised until he noticed she had a soft smile on her face. He straightened himself up with a smile back and scooched closer to her. They rested on each other's heads and watched the deep underwater lagoon together.

Present:

Michellee stirred in her sleep, which interrupted Guy's train of thought. She opened her eyes slightly and watched the scenery in front of her. She straightened herself up and watched the view in awe.

"Wow. The underwater sea never ceases to amaze me," Michellee uttered while craning her head and her eyes sparkle with fascination. Guy gazed at her, smiling lovingly at her. "Have you seen anything this beautiful?"

"Yes, I have," Guy answered while Michellee glanced at him to notice him gazing at her.

Michellee's smile widened while she blushed and giggled. "You're such a charmer."

Guy chuckled a bit back while holding her close to him. They leaned their heads against each other while he heard Michellee sighed deeply. He looked at her softly.

"Is everything okay, honey?" Guy asked, cupping her cheek with his hand.

Michellee gazed into his eyes while hers trembled. "I wished it can stay like this...at least for a long while. But...since we're close to Meepville...it won't stay like this. I-I wished those Ghosts stopped chasing us...trying to kill us. I want my daughter back."

Michellee gazed down on the bench, tears falling out of her eyes uncontrollably. Guy wiped them away and lifted her face so that she could meet his gaze again.

"We're going to get E.B. back. One way or another," Guy reassured her.

They heard the door creaking open behind them. They immediately turned their heads to notice Michael approaching them.

"Michael?" Guy called out, noticing that the fox had the determined look on his face.

"We need to be inside the boat. McWinkle has a plan about how we can rescue E.B. and defeat Jeckles," Michael informed urgently.

Guy and Michellee exchanged shock glances at each other while shifting their looks to determined. They got up from the bench and followed Michael throughout the boat.

~.~

Jean and his family glanced at McWinkle from the desk in a discreet room with a whiteboard and desks set up as if they're in a classroom. McWinkle used a red marker to draw Jeckles Abbot, although it wasn't the best drawing in the century. Louis and Gluntz stared at the big blue-furred man attentively, awaiting his instruction. Goat chuckled at how Jeckles's face looked distorted and maniacal, matching perfectly with his character.

McWinkle heard Goat's chuckle. "Don't criticize my art. There are bigger things to worry about."

Sam laughed a little from sitting beside Goat, half happy that he's back with the group but...how will Guy react when he saw him again? Last time, he left his best friend in sadness...maybe even broke his heart but--will he get mad at him if he showed up again? He heard the door opened behind him and turned around to see Michael entering the room with Guy and Michellee following the fox.

"I got them," Michael referred to both Guy and Michellee.

Guy widened his eyes when he saw Sam in instant recognition. "Sam!"

"Sam?" Michellee gasped, her hand covering her agape mouth.

Sam ducked his head, a bit embarrassed at himself to see Guy and Michellee.

Unexpectedly, Guy rushed over and gave Sam a hug. Sam widened his eyes with shock, knowing that normally Guy wasn't much of a hugger. Maybe being around Michellee helped him be more affectionate. Sam hugged his briefcase buddy tightly, not wanting to let go ever again or even leaving him. Michellee hurried beside Guy and hugged him tightly like a concerned mother. Sam began to tear up, his heart healing a bit from being hurt.

"I'm sorry...I-I just thought that you guys would be safer without me...I didn't realize that E.B. would be kidnapped if I'm not there," Sam choked on his words.

Guy widened his eyes suddenly, realizing that Sam didn't hear the whole story.

"It's my fault that you--"

"Sam, look at me." Guy lifted the short man's tearful face for him to gaze into his eyes. "None of this is your fault. Alright? Whether you're there or not, Jeckles would still come after us."

"Then...how will I get him away from you guys?"

Guy smiled a bit. "We're going to defeat him together. That's how we're going to get him away from us."

Michellee wiped away Sam's tears. "And we're going to end the whole Ghost operation. Right now, we just need to focus on rescuing E.B."

"Right," McWinkle interrupted their conversation. "E.B. is our priority right now."

Michellee nodded in agreement while letting go of Sam.

"Right," Sam concurred while looking around the room. "Wait a minute, where's Dave?"

Guy's face changed in an instant. He frowned a bit while trying to hold in the tears by squeezing his eyes shut. His heart shattered from his older brother dying. He could still hear Dave's last words to him.

"Guy...?" Guy heard Sam calling out to him. He opened his eyes to look at Sam, tears finally unleashing. "W-What happened to Dave?"

Guy's lips quivered. "He-He died, Sam. One of the Ghosts killed him."

Sam's heart sank when he heard this. In an instant, his mind raced into a million different thoughts that Guy couldn't see all at once.

"It's true...he sacrificed his life to save me," McWinkle stepped into the conversation. "I never got to thank him for saving me...that-that's the debt I'll never be able to repay."

Sam's eyes suddenly were filled with tears. He wiped them away immediately while clearing his throat. "Guy...your parents...I mean, if that could happen to Dave then it could happen to--."

Sam stopped his sentence when he saw Guy's tears again but it's streaming down on his face non-stop. It felt like a knife was jabbed in his heart and it twisted and twisted further into his chest the more Guy thought about his family again and about the assassin who killed his parents. The assassin who Guy killed in the midst of a rush and without any control of his newfound powers. Sam immediately realized why Guy was having a hurt expression on his face.

"No...not them too," Sam muttered underneath his breath, his voice trembling.

Guy hugged Sam again while Sam began to sob in his chest. He hugged his best friend tighter, looking up at McWinkle.

Goat twisted his mouth while his gaze at them softened. "I thought it's best if you tell him."

Guy rubbed his friend's head with his thumb, attempting to calm him down. He didn't want to feel worse to see Sam cry over his dead family.

McWinkle had a tear in his eye but he wiped it away immediately. "We-We gotta proceed with the plan."

Sam and Guy dispersed from each other and shifted their attention to McWinkle. Gluntz scooched over to where Sam was and placed her hand on his shoulder to comfort him while her former partner went over the plan. Louis followed her and sat close to both her and Sam.

"Alright, here's the plan," McWinkle began with his plan. "As soon as we docked at Meepville, Goat and Guy will have to go to see the Seer, so that we can figure out what advantages we have of using Guy's powers. There's a B.A.D.M.E.N. agency just not far from the dock. One of us has to hack into the Ghost online. I believe Louis knows how to do that."

Louis nodded his head in confirmation.

"Anyway, we need to split up in groups. So, Michellee, um--I don't know your name--" McWinkle referred to Cosette, Jean's wife.

"Cosette," Cosette introduced herself. "And this is Fawn."

"Her name is Cosette and her daughter is Fawn," Michael translated for the female mouse.

"Perfect. Michellee, Cosette, and Fawn are with us. That means Goat, Guy, Sam, Michael, and Jean will go to see the Seer could figure out what we can do with the powers given to Guy. Whatever we do, do not go down the sewers yet. We'll either meet up at the Seer's place or we'll meet up at the agency," McWinkle laid out his plan while drawing on the board. Gluntz was jotting down notes while having a log beside her like she's carving something. "As for us, I want to know each Ghost and each kill they have done in the past so we can figure out their patterns and be more than ready when they come to attack. I want to understand how they obtain their targets and how we can prevent them from coming. You got that, Louis?"

"Yes, sir," Louis replied with his head nodding.

"Gluntz, what did you get so far?" McWinkle questioned his former partner, who happily showed off her wood carving of McWinkle in his determined stance with one finger pointing at something in front of him like he's giving them instruction on what to do with their lives.

"Look, sir, it's you!" Gluntz exclaimed like a child showing off her drawing to her parents.

Louis burst out laughing, covering his mouth from making too much noise.

Goat raised his brow with a smirk. "You got all that done in ten minutes?"

Gluntz nodded her head rapidly in confirmation.

McWinkle groaned irritably. "No time for arts and crafts. Now, does anyone have questions they can ask before we docked?"

"Yeah, just one, how the yip does Louis know how to hack into the Ghosts system?" Michael questioned but it's mostly at Louis.

Louis smirked at the fox. "Detectives usually stayed behind their desks most of the time. I also took some Cyberspace classes that can benefit us in an impactful way. So...I can hack into stuff without being caught."

"That means that's your major in college? Cyberspace?" Sam asked Louis, fascinated.

"Uh...yeah sort of," Louis stammered a bit.

"Alright, alright...let's skip the subject. Does anyone understand the plan? Any questions that relate to the plan?" McWinkle asked the group, eying on them to see if they could understand what the plan was.

The silence filled in the room, causing McWinkle to smile.

"Great. Let's go," McWinkle encouraged and erased the board.

To Be Continued...